Lets talk about the cars y'all got
Im the new kid on the block
Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good
Im just a kid tryna move out the hood
Had i not been exposed to these things
Of a kid with no exuberance
Make the fingers snap
Just a kid tranna rap
Im that littel insaine kid with a chainsaw, that you dont wanna mess with
The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages
The day a kid gets signed
Jimmy back me, child
Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good
Im foldin stacks no holdin back im killin this kid
Soon as i come home
Raising a kid on your own
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